"Yeah, I know. And I pretty much asked for this, anyway. I'll... I'll try to be more... Boyfriend-y in the future. Th-this is my first time, I don't even know what to do..." He mumbles.
"Are you really going to panic of every little detail now?" She asks with an amused smile. "Pasta is my favorite dish type since you can do so much with it."
"Because when we originally met, you hated me and didn't want to know anything. Then you saw me as a way to mitigate your dangerous mood swings, then you saw me as a fuck toy and part time lover when you felt emotional."
"Basically I was a jackass. Plain and simple. Used you as a sex toy... Like every other jerk out there... Without even give a damn... I'm so sorry, babe..."
"Exactly, plenty of time dear, plenty of time." She pulls away from the thug and jumps back up to her feet "you can start by putting more thought behind your actions rather than just blindly following lust every time."
"Umm... No. Kinda ruined the mood..." He murmurs, switching it off and standing up as well. "I'll go... Um... Think about things to do for you..." He says, shuffling out of the room.
"Hey, at least he didn't try to protest, you know? That's one thing I like about him. He admits when he's wrong. A lot of guys don't do that." Cynthia murmurs.
"Yea, that is true, he saw the truth the moment it was pointed out to him. I just hope he doesn't become over bearing now that he has learned he is under bearing."
"Wow... I see you can't stop your humor drive huh? Yes, I really can take it in many ways. I can still see the good in Alex, even if it remains buried for a while longer."